I wrote another poem in the
sand
with words from space
inspired by the rhythm of
the waves
singing and waving in time
with a rhapsody in blue
yellow and blue
black trident in the middle
fist raised in pride
for those who stood behind
enemy lines
building this land that I
now stand upon
never forgetting from whence
we came
looking out to the horizon
over the Middle Passage
where bodies lie in wait for
their vengeance on the Last Day
with no sense of urgency
because in time all will be
free
so in the meantime
I write these words
of grace in the sand
inspired by the rhythm of
the waves
calling me…
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